[Zelos opens and closes his hands into fists, trying to anchor the ether towards his palms, feeling for an old command written in his veins that he hopes he hasn't forgotten in his dormancy. He's only really summoned his sword for a few practice runs, or for show, so the idea of summoning it for battle scares him a little, even though he knows it should probably be fine. The problem is that he has an inexperienced driver and he's not sure how he will do in battle.

They cannot afford to make any mistakes.

He laughs nervously, ether crackling at his fingertips as he flexes the connection. Well, whatever; this is what he has to make do, so it will have to make do.] "I'm just gonna assume that you at least had the thought of reading up on the blade system before you came here," [he jokes, giddy from anxious energy, staying as close as possible when the ether in the vicinity starts to stir.] "We should be finding out how you do pretty soon, though," [he adds, clicking his tongue.] "Look sharp; company up ahead."